I love you grammie.
This keeps getting harder.
Since the day I've been here we keep losing little pieces of you.
I know this is so hard for you, and I'm sorry you had to go like this.
Stuck in the den with a tv.
Even though you can barely talk, I think I know you better than I did before. It's clear you were loved by many. The circulation of people and the cards and flowers that have been sent show it.
I should've known you better.
Also, I can't believe you put up with grandpa for that long. Yikes, you're way cooler than him.
Sorry gpa, but yikes^